A Noir: In Three Parts

Part 1: Introduction Our hero stands not so tall above the grime and grit of the City. He wallows in the gutterstench and he has a grease slick smile that spreads like spilled oil. His words burn spark and inflame the coming conflict. More than anything, it's his ability to rub everyone the wrong way … Continue reading A Noir: In Three Parts →

Me and the Devil Blues

I've not really been on speaking terms with music lately. I've listened to the same two playlists over and over again, to the point where I no longer hear the music. It's just a droning noise in the background, indistinguishable from any other sound. An endless, sound that rolls and wavers that is little more … Continue reading Me and the Devil Blues →

Portrait of a Writer’s Block

It is not without trepidition that I start this post. Not because I'm concerned that I'll reveal some deep dark secret, one that will shock the world and cause my friends to abandon me in droves. Nor am I concerned that I'll dissolve in a misty, murky jumble of emotionally driven platitudes and cliches, vomiting … Continue reading Portrait of a Writer’s Block →